tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299476602024-03-13T06:46:13.172-07:00Josh RathkampAnother guy rants and raves about poetry, prose, the things he loves, and sometimes the things he doesn'tJosh Rathkamphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03544764559367429731noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29947660.post-1157479876832684372006-09-05T11:09:00.000-07:002006-09-05T11:12:39.260-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6150/3202/1600/Joshua%20Tree%20032.3.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6150/3202/320/Joshua%20Tree%20032.jpg" border="0" /></a>Josh Rathkamphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03544764559367429731noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29947660.post-1157234424961174742006-09-02T14:59:00.000-07:002006-09-02T15:00:52.063-07:00<span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;">Filling It Up</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;">Hello, Everyone. Now since I've had a shell of a blog for about two months, I am attempting to make my first post. It is a long time coming: my friends, everytime I see them, although rarely, tell me to get off my ass, to just write something down. But, I am too worried about pictures, links, making my blog seem like everyone else's blog, or just as good. In a way I am too caught up with the exterior--the way something looks--instead of the content that's inside. In no way can I tell you that what's inside my blog, or inside the rants and raves inside my head is going to be interesting. If not, at least, in time, I will figure out how to make a link or post a picture. </span>Josh Rathkamphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03544764559367429731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29947660.post-1157234059911692892006-09-02T14:52:00.000-07:002006-09-02T15:17:40.150-07:00<span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;">It's Been A Long Long Time</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"></span><span style="color:#99ff99;">Since I've ridden a roller coaster;</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Since I've fallen from a tree;</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Since I've played with anything remote control,</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">and yet, my roommate has bought a helicopter</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">and flies it through the house</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">a few feet from the ground.</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">Right now he's practicing</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">landings on the kitchen table.</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">And in a week, he said, watch out--</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">he'll be ready, the back yard.</span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span>Josh Rathkamphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03544764559367429731noreply@blogger.com2